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theyhavetakenovermylife · 16 days

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Hi! Can you do one where Valentina gets a boyfriend and Leo and her brothers dont like him because they know he going to break her heart?

Valentina Gets A Boyfriend (Fluff?/Crack?)

The Children series

Bayverse!Leonardo x reader

A/N: I’ve changed it up a little bit, so this is more about the moment they learn that Valentina has gotten a boyfriend💙

Warnings: Leo becoming full on confrontational father mood, brothers being annoying?

You guess it was bound to happen at one point. Ever since you first learned that your 16 year old daughter had been sneaking out, in order to meet with her friends on the world above. It was what happened with young people. Romeo did it when he started going out alone at the age of 18, Marcello would do it too, and so did Gerardo when he became old enough. Suddenly, it wasn’t uncommon for your sons to bring home one female at the time, or to sleep over at their girlfriend’s place. So when Valentina started doing it too, you weren’t surprised. What surprised you was how early she did it.

You were the one to catch her first, waking up in the middle of the night with a sudden thirst, only to find your daughter fully dressed on her way out. Of course you asked her what she was doing, and the look of terror on her face was noticeable. She was caught.

Valentina admitted everything to you. For around half a year, she had been sneaking out, meeting with her human friends before going to their place, watching movies, playing video games and eating not just pizza, but anything they could think of. But then, much to Valentina’s surprise, you let her go, telling her to call if anything were to happen, and to make sure that she got home before it got too late. She stared at you for a moment, before asking you if you were mad.

“Of course I’m not mad at you”, you said, reaching a hand out to stroke her cheek. “You’re young and living your life, and you should be allowed to do that. Heck, even Marcello and Gerardo was allowed to go out at your age, as long as they stayed with Romeo, so I can’t see why you shouldn’t do that with friends. And if you stay with people that’ll keep you safe, then I’m not worried. But… Don’t let your father and your brothers know. They probably wouldn’t be so happy about that”.

“Thank you, mom”, Valentina smiled, before embracing you in a tight hug. And then, with the quick speed she had gotten from her father, she was out the door, enjoying time with her friends.

Days went by, and then those days turned into weeks, and those weeks turned into months. Valentina would continue to hang out with her friends during the late hours of night, keeping it a secret from her father and brothers. But ever so slowly, she would let you know small pieces of her life. Such as her best friends, Juniper, Tova, Emil and Kobe, the ones that she would hang out with whenever she went out. She would mention them to you, whenever she was sure the two of you were alone, still not wishing for anybody else to know. But then she mentioned another name. Another name you had never heard before. Zander. She mentioned it once in passing, almost seeming shocked that she even mentioned it, before quickly moving on to other topics. But the damage was done. You knew of a Zander. How he was and what his relation to your daughter was, you did not know. But you had a feeling. Just like your parents did when you accidentally mentioned Leo for the first time. And soon, you would have your suspicions confirmed, although, not in the way Valentina would have wished.

It was a calm Saturday, with most of the extended family hanging around in the living area. It was the wonderful thing with weekends. With the turtles pretty much having full time jobs at the NYPD, it allowed them to have the weekends off, in order to spend time with their families, only coming in for work if it was absolutely necessary. Which it rarely was.

Valentina was tucked up on the couch, with her phone securely in her hand, a small smile making its way to her face every once in a while, along with a small lip bite. It wasn’t uncommon for your teenage daughter to sit with her phone like a lifeline. But it was uncommon for her to smile at it like that. And that was something her brothers noticed.

“What the hell are you smiling at?”, Marcello asked with a teasing tone, dropping down beside her on the couch, trying to get a look of what was on her screen. But instead he was met with an angry stare and her phone turned away from him.

“None of your damn business”, Valentina said, scooting away from him. That caused Marcello’s brows to rise, before he scooted closer, reaching out for a phone, pulling back when his hand was slapped hard. “What about none of your business did you not understand?!”, Valentina yelled, pretty much catching the attention of the whole lair.

“Damn, Teen Queen, why are you so mad?”, Romeo asked, taking a seat on the chair beside the couch.

“First, don’t ever call me that again. It’s gross”, Valentina pointed, causing Romeo to raise his hands in a surrendering motion. “Second, it’s not your business either”.

“Oh! Are you keeping secrets?”, Gerardo asked, pretty much coming out of nowhere, trying to look from behind the couch, causing Valentina to move away again, hiding her screen from him. “Let me guess. You’re on some fanpage for that old boy band, with middle aged women hoping that they would get back together soon”.

“I was 13 and had just learned about One Direction!”, Valentina yelled, letting her guard for just a moment, giving Marcello all the time he needed to snatch the phone out of her hand. And of course, Valentina’s luck would have you and Leo walk into the living area at that exact moment as Marcello saw the name on the screen and the last message.

“Who the hell is Zander, and why is he asking if you’re still on tonight?!”, Marcello asked out loud, all of his brothers’ eyes going wide, their mouths agasp.

“WHAT!?”, Leo’s voice boomed through the lair, the ground under you pretty much shaking as he made his way over to the couch in fast steps.

Valentina practically jumped for her phone in a panic, but damned be her older brothers and their quick reflexes. Marcello pushed Valentina away with a small shove, before throwing the phone to Romeo. And Romeo, being a true father’s boy, even in his early 30’s handed the phone straight to Leo. And with one look at the phone, Leo knew what was up. Of course he knew. He had done this himself when he was young.

“You’ve been out?!”, Leo asked, anger brewing under his disbelief. “Valentina Hamato, have you gone topside?” Valentina sat uncomfortable on the couch, looking down with her lip tucked between her lips, she gave a small nod after a long uncomfortable silence. The way her brothers scrambled to stand would almost have been comedic, had it not been for the strong tension in the air. Leo shifted his weight back and forth between his legs. He was fuming, doing his best to keep it down. “Who is Zander?”

Valentina’s answer was muffled. So muffled that Leo had to ask her to repeat, her brothers standing in silence to hear her answer. “My boyfriend”.

“BOYFRIEND!?”, your sons yelled out loud, even catching Leo off guard. “YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND!?”

“That’s what I said”, Valentina said, avoiding their eyes.

Leo wanted to ask more, but had to step back as Romeo jumped in front of him, confronting Valentina with questions of his own.

“How did you meet Zander?!”

“Through a friend!”, Valentina answered, already growing frustrated.

“A friend?!”, Marcello yelled, almost pushing past Leo. “What friend?! You don’t have any friends!”

“I do have friends”, Valentina said, rubbing her left temple. “It’s those friends I’ve been hanging out with when I’ve gone top side”.

Leo opened his mouth, ready to say something, only to be cut off by Gerardo, flapping his arms around in a furry. “But you can’t go top side! You’re only 16!”

“I’ve been going top side for almost a year”, Valentina said, causing her brothers to yell out a bunch of “what!”s, “no way!”s and “are you fucking kidding right now?!”, before continuing their questioning, focusing on Valentina’s boyfriend, already having determined that he was a bad influence, and that she should stop seeing him, all while Valentina rubbed the top of her beak, waiting for them to shut up.

Leo stood on the sideline, watching the whole thing play out in absolute confusion, before slowly making his way over to you.

“Can you believe it?”, he asked, gesturing towards your kids. You knew that he was talking about Valentina, but you decided to do otherwise, putting your focus on your sons instead.

“I know right. They have taken after you in their questioning too”, you smiled, watching your sons lose their mind at all of Valentina’s answers.

Leo’s brows rose, looking from your children to you, slowly realizing what you had just said, thinking back to all the times he had lectured his sons. “Am I really that bad?”

“Yup”, you said with a small nod.

“Oh”, Leo said, looking down at Valentina’s phone, still in the palm of his hand. “I should… probably give this back to her”.

“You should”, you smiled with a small nod, clapping your husband on the shoulder, before he made his way over and through the warzone, handing the phone back to Valentina, who looked like she was very tired of her brothers’ bullshit.

That night Valentina didn’t go out to meet with Zander, as she had been grounded for a month, due to her sneaking out. But after a week, Leo relented, letting Valentina go top side, on the condition that would give him a written update on her well-being over text every half hour, and that Zander would come down to pick her up, so he could have a word with him first. And of course, your sons wanted to be present as well. That was going to be interesting…

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tommys-little-writing-corner · 5 months

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One Small Shadow: Chapter I

》 The youngest of Sindel's daughters, (Y/N) was only born after the passing of King Jerrod. Growing up shadowed by her family and their magics, the Third Princess does what she can do best. She stands by and waits... 》 Chapter I: Waiting... 》 General Notes: Fem!Reader, Complicated Family Relationships, Canon Divergence, Angst Train, No Beta We Ball Like Kobe, No Romance, Y/N is described to be feminine with certain features, Bounces between Y/N's POV and third person 》 Chapter Notes: The first few chapters of One Small Shadow take place before the start of the plot of Mortal Kombat 1. 》 Word Count: 600+ ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂

(Y/N)'s P.O.V.

I hate looking at this damn mural.

It sits in the main hall where the thrones lay, always alight with candles. Sometimes by the bright flame of the sun or by the pale flame of the moon. It's a mural portrait of my mother, Empress Sandel, and my late father, Emperor Jerrod.

I never knew Jerrod, not in the way my Mother and sisters knew him. My mother was expecting me when he was killed. Nobody spared me any details, only that it was a great tragedy over a thousand years ago. Now his soul resides in the forest, along with all other members of royalty and more.

Many say I do hold some resemblance in him, a trait I share with my sisters. We have his dark eyes-- the way they seem to sparkle with a plan, with a mind game to taunt others. setting down stones to be stepped on. However, it would be my sisters who would have his smile, his dark hair and everything.

I would be the one, the youngest of three of about roughly a thousand years old in age, who would have my mother's white hair. Pale like marble stone, like the colorless stars in the sky. Unlike my family who kept their hair long, I kept mine short, barely touching the corner of my jaw below my ear. It was better to maintain hair that way, easier to hide it whenever I wanted life out of the palace. Another talk for later.

I hate how everyone around me doesn't understand how I feel every time I look at the painted mural.

"You should be mourning-- you have no father, as does your sisters do. As your mother doesn't have her husband anymore."

How was I to mourn someone I never knew?

I only knew his name, the painted faces that decorated this wall along all other walls. The stories of praise and glory from the Umgadi who remember him, who loved him well as does everyone else inside and outside the palace. However, only because I was born three months after his death, I would never know the man personally as did everyone else who once knew him.

Maybe a trip to the Living Forest, where his soul resides, I would get to know him. Maybe he would be willing to talk, to tell me tales of his life before death. No... I would not be able to go beyond the walls of Sun Do. The ones made by my ancestors many lifetimes ago. Mother doesn't like me wondering around, not without armed guards, without Umgadi, or even the likes of Reiko. Since losing Jerrod, she became paranoid about an unfortunate fate falling onto me as well.

Certainly, she truly thought things well. Despite magic running in my veins, in my family blood, I could conjure no magic. To her, I seemed defenseless without a means to defend myself. It was why she insisted me having to be monitored and protected at all times if it could be helped.

I hate looking at this damn mural.

"Princess, you're needed at the entrance. To meet with the Empress and your sisters."

The Umgadi guard reminded me, making me snap out of my reoccurring thoughts about the mural in front of me. My lips curled into a frown as I looked over my outfit one last time. Dark purple ceremonial robes that almost matched colors with red wine, shades darker than the purple Mother wore. A layered skirt-piece that touched my ankles over black tights, black longlseeve under a dark purple top. My hands and arms decorated with golden jewelry with pretty gems-- fitting for a royal princess, but not as flashy as my older sisters. Subtle, quiet, just like me.

"Right..." I responded with a flat tone, turning my head towards her and nodding. "... Let's get going."

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TO THE KONTINUED...

#mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat 1 #mortal kombat 1 fanfiction #Fem!Reader #One Small Shadow #platonic reader #no romance #tommy's post #tommy’s writing

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omgthatdress · 1 year

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In Addy’s Surprise, Addy's mother is working as a seamstress, and gives the dress to Addy after a wealthy White client returns the dress because it didn’t fit. Many enslaved Black women were skilled seamstresses who made all those elaborate hoop skirts for their southern belle mistresses. After emancipation, a lot of these women were able to not only find employment, but open their own businesses. They passed their skills on to their daughters who in turn were able to make a living the same way. That’s how Anne Lowe became one of America’s greatest couturiers!

In terms of accuracy, the dress should have been more of a jumper style with a chemisette worn under it if you want that white collar.

(Musée Galliera de la Mode de la Ville de Paris)

(The Met Museum)

The cheerful tartan is spot on though:

(The Kobe Fashion Museum)

#1860s #American Girl #Addy

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romanpaulov · 1 year

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Dear friends, please meet our birthday boy with sunny eyes — beautiful Nar!🥳 Today, Mar 28, 2023, he turned 2 years old.

Nar is a descendant of Siberian manuls. He was born in Ueno zoo, Tokyo, Japan, in a family of Primula, a daughter of Siberian-born manul Lev, and a Siberian Viking from Novosibirsk zoo whose name still remains unknown.

Nar moved to Kobe Animal Kingdom at the age of one and a half years old, and met there his first love — beautiful manul-girl Az.

Youth and energy, and at the same time, calmness and power splash in Nar. He looks at first sight like a cute simple lad, but if you look closer you might see his true character of a confident and strong born leader.

Like a young prince who doesn't know all his powers, Nar doesn't know that he might become the King of all Japanese manuls. You'll see, he will!

Happy birthday Nar! We wish you manul happiness, careful keepers, and tasty pikas! Live long and happy, Sun*!💛

Nar (Нар, ᠨᠠᠷᠠ) means “Sun” in Mongolian.

#manul #pallas cat #cat #manul cat #манул #furrycat #furryfriends #wildcats #pallascat #wildanimals

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ross-hori · 2 months

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Warhammer Store - Kobe Sannomiya.

I am reliably informed by a daughter with a passion for painting the models, this is a *really cool* place to visit.

#Visit Japan #Be Kobe #Things To Do On Holiday #photography #street photography #shopping #warhammer 40k #warhammercommunity

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heich0e · 1 year

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sometimes, when the stars align and the timing is right, your day off coincides with the day shinsuke is making a trip into town on a delivery run.

he's up at dawn, just like he always is. a rustle on the futon beside you as he sits himself upright. a gentle kiss upon your brow before he slips out from under the blankets. but this time, unlike most mornings when he's heading out to tend the paddies and leaves you there to sleep a little longer before you have to wake to start your day, you rise with him.

side by side in the kitchen you work in quiet cooperation, making breakfast and packing lunches, humming along to the radio playing quietly in the corner between morning news broadcasts and weather reports.

sunny skies all the way to osaka this morning, but a light chill in the air. you smile as you snap the lid on a little pink lunch box. perfect.

once everything precious has been loaded into shin's beloved truck, tucked and buckled in and secure, you head off on the road. the radio in the truck has been acting up lately, and he's gonna get samu to take a look at it when you get to osaka, so for now you listen to the strange collection of cassette tapes in the glove compartment. some were grandma yumie's hand-me-downs, some you'd picked up at charity shops, but the nostalgic songs that crackle out from the speakers are somehow exactly the right soundtrack for your little day on the road, and you find yourself grateful for them.

there's a few stops in kobe kita has to make along the way, slipping quietly from the driver's seat and heading to the back of the truck. you turn in your seat, eyes scanning over the backseat of the truck with a soft smile, glancing up and watching through the back window as shinsuke hauls heavy bags of rice out of the truck bed and totes them to their destinations, hefted over his shoulder. handshakes and bows exchanged with shop owners and chefs, you're back on the road again.

it takes a little longer to get to osaka than it normally would thanks to the stops you make, but you enjoy every minute of it.

"we're here," shinsuke says, pointing out a sign as he flicks the turn indicator to signal his intention to turn into a parking lot. you nod, an excited flutter in your tummy.

you turn yourself around in your seat, squirming slightly as you slip your shoulders out from the safety of your seatbelt, and the man beside you takes one hand off the wheel to place it gently on your back to keep you steady.

you reach into the backseat of the car, fingertips grazing a warm rosy cheek.

a little pair of chestnut brown eyes framed by long, wispy eyelashes flutter open and peer up at you.

"hi gorgeous," you smile, and the little girl wiggles in her car seat, leaning her into the touch of your hand as she rouses from her slumber. "good morning."

"slept the whole way here," shinsuke chuckles, shifting the truck into park once he's pulled into a safe space in the lot.

"did i miss uncle samu?" your daughter murmurs sadly, two little fists rubbing at her sleepy eyes, a pout on her perfect lips.

"no, we're going to see him later," you smile, brushing the silvery strands of her hair back from her face.

"papa didn't bring him his rice yet?" she asks, eyes wide and shimmering with renewed hope.

"nope," the aforementioned papa says from the driver's seat. "couldn't do that without my best delivery helper."

your daughter smiles from the backseat, an excited rush of pink flooding her cheeks. she seems to pause a little, pushing herself up in her carseat and craning to try and peek out the window to get a glimpse of her unfamiliar surroundings.

"where are we?" she asks, unable to ascertain anything she recognizes.

"ya really don't know?" shinsuke asks, feigning shock (which you can tell, but the four year old in front of you cannot.)

"no papa! i don't!"

shinsuke bites back a little grin, and you shoot him a look.

"don't tease," you whisper quietly, fondly, under your breath. he looks at you with eyes full of affection and nods, slipping out from the drivers seat.

shinsuke opens up your daughter's door and helps unstrap her from her carseat, pulling her up into his arms. you slide out from your own seat at the same time, the midday osaka sunshine warm, but with that little chill the forecast had called for. you'd packed everyone a sweater in preparation.

"d'you know what that says?" shinsuke asks your daughter, pointing to the sign on the other side of the parking lot.

you watch as she follows his gaze and squints at the kanji on the sign. she's only four, but there are some words she's learned to read.

"no," she says glumly after a moment, unable to figure it out.

"think about it," shin urges her, bouncing her encouragingly in his arm as he holds her against his hip. "what book are ya always askin' papa to read at bedtime?"

your daughter racks her brain for a moment, and then something clicks.

she places one little hand on either of shinsuke's cheeks, pressing her nose right to her father's.

"zoo," she breathes, so thrilled she can barely speak.

"zoo," shinsuke confirms proudly.

yumie squirms in her father's arms, twisting in his hold to face you.

"it's zoo, mama!" she says excitedly, her warm eyes sparkling.

"sure is, baby," you agree with a smile.

shinsuke sets yumie down on her own two feet to help you unpack the car. you help your daughter into her cardigan while she shifts her weight eagerly from foot to little foot, and then fasten a sunhat over her pig-tailed head to protect her from the midday rays.

the last car door slams behind you, and you turn where you're crouched on the ground to see shinsuke hiking a canvas tote bag (your handmade lunches held within) over his shoulder.

"ready to go?" he asks you, and you nod.

yumie weasels her way between the two of you as you rise up to your feet. she slips one little hand into yours and one into shinsuke's, gripping your fingers tight.

"mama... do you think they have any foxes in there?" yumie asks you hopefully as your little family crosses the parking lot towards the entrance.

you glance over at your husband, and see his eyes crinkling at the corners, his face turned up into the sun as he smiles.

"yeah baby, i'm sure they do."

#kita x reader #kita x you #kita shinsuke x reader #kita shinsuke x you #hq drabble #hq writing #writing

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